this is the work of a close friend

I shut my eyes and tried to tell myself lies ,
I told myself that the stress was deceiving my eyes,
I couldn't open my eyes to see that man naked ,
Or the woman I once loved which now I hated, 
I tried to scream but ended up smiling ,
I barely noticed him dressing and my wife crying ,
I made a decision and walked over to the drawer ,
I opened a latch and pulled out my revolver ,
I really didn't know if I could commit murder ,
But my patience surely couldn't go any further ,
Kimberly was now  holding him in devastation ,
That was when I realized that it was more than fornication,
She truly loved this strange man in my house ,
I had taken a stolen heart to become my spouse ,
I felt anger, I felt deceit, I felt pain,
My life was shattered, my pride was slain ,
Whatever it was that I felt that night ,
I took my will to live, and my zeal to fight ,
I gave up on life as I leaned against the door ,
Feeling much more pain than I ever had before ,
I faced the floor and shed tears for a moment ,
Before I suddenly heard some rapid movement ,
I looked up and saw him charge me from the bed,
I picked up the revolver and shot him in the head,